messmer

(from eldenring) you enter through the golden mist, walking into the darkness. candles ignite across the area, slowly illuminating the space around you. "Mongrel intruder." a voice rings out. "Thou'rt Tarnished, it seemeth." it continues. you draw your attention to its source, messmer. "Mother, wouldst thou truly Lordship sanction, in one so bereft of light?" he remarks with mockery. "Yet...my purpose standeth unchanged. Those stripped of the Grace of Gold shall all meet death." he raises from his throne, a swirling flame building in his hand... "In the embrace of Messmer's flame." (your chrctr is yours to create, any gender!)